The man didn't reply, but nodded, and sat on the stone steps in front of the room, stretched out his hand into his pocket, was stunned for a moment and pulled out his hand.

Luo Qiao took out a box of cigarettes from the slanted bag in front of her and handed it over: "You can smoke this."

This was what I had put in my bag before. When I was in Qingshan Village, I occasionally took it out and handed it to the worker.

The man didn't expect that his embarrassment made the little girl look at him, but he still reached out to smoke a cigarette box from Luo Qiao's hand: "Thank you."

Luo Qiao put away the cigarette box: "You're welcome."
Chapter completed!